Familiar Strangers - Part 6

Gah. I will finish this story, I swear. I think we might be about half-way through now. And if you're not reading this because you avoid WIPs, I don't blame you. I'm a bad person.

But here it is, a nice boring, slow-paced chapter to contrast with the fast-paced, interesting ones that came before. (Why doesn't html have a < sarcasm > tag?)

Excerpt:
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They were in space. They were in space in another galaxy. They were in hyperspace in space in another galaxy. And they were playing a card game with a little boy who had a tail. Sam kept repeating these things to herself, just to make sure she wouldn’t forget that she wasn’t asleep and dreaming about the most incredible tech-toys ever.

Even as she stared, the card-chips in her hand flickered and changed, randomized by the small device in the middle of the playing area. Beside her, the colonel made a disgusted sound. Apparently his winning hand had now become a losing one. Or something. Teal’c, of course, had the perfect poker face. Or sabbacc face. And Lindle always looked gleeful, so how was she to know?
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